Winter is coming. This particular fact makes many of us dream of ways to escape the cold. And what does a cozy place ask for? A book. Here are some of the best book-inspired vacations. Continue reading
Brilliant video. Wonderful analysis. A must watch.
“All art is quite useless.” – Oscar Wilde.
In a way, I agree with this statement, and I believe it to be an important element of creating and/or consuming art. We’re talking about a multi-billion dollar industry, yet art doesn’t nourish our bodies, doesn’t heal us when we’re sick (physically.) It does nothing to better the quality of our lives in any tangible way. Continue reading
And all the best women are married
All the handsome men are gay – Robbie Williams, Supreme
All the great writers are dead. What was to be said, was said. What was to be written, was written over and over again. There are no new stories, nothing to innovate, nothing new to bring to the table. There’s nothing left to be imagined into existence.
There are simply no more words in any language of the world to create something new.
That’s it. Continue reading
The grandson of Sigmund Freud, Lucian Michael Freud was one of the foremost portraitists of the 20th century. Continue reading
Could art influence people in such a way that they start shooting each other? Do we absorb the violence we see in movies and video games? Do we try to apply what is made make-believe in the real world?
It really is fascinating to see that some people believe that we can’t really discern what’s real from what’s not, that we don’t understand that the general convention of art is that it’s not true. As close as art and the real life are, we know art only mimics real life. And it does show for a reason. To transmit a message. Continue reading
a second self or different version of oneself, such as
a :a trusted friend
b :the opposite side of a personality – Clark Kent and his alter ego Superman
c: a fictional character that is the author’s alter ego
Literature is the lie that tells the truth. Or so they say. That’s why sometimes writers choose to use alter egos. Ernest Hemingway wrote the so-called Nick Adams stories, John Updike had Rabbit Angstrom and Henry Bech, Bukowski had Henry Chinaski.
But why? Continue reading